She strolled down the street, blissfully unaware of the situation. The sky had a slightly foreboding gloom to it. Fog rolled in from the bay, industrial fires giving it an eerie golden tinge.
None of this worried Shannon in the least. She had a package to deliver. She was determined, and thought only of this one goal. She never thought to look inside any time before - why should she anyway?
The old lady she delivered to was quite kind, but it was always suspicious how the package, once delivered, was immediately hidden away.
"One little peek can't hurt," Shannon thought, "Right?"
The package was wrapped in bright, festive paper. Shannon carefully slid her finger carefully under the seam of the wrapping paper, careful to remove the tape without ripping anything. She could always tape it back up (she kept a couple spare rolls in her bag - who knows what can happen when delivering packages?), but she didn't want any telltale signs of snooping to show.